After returning to Yangquan, Lu Peng had people clean up a small courtyard next to his house and let Cai Yan stay there.
Diao Chan happily went over to help pack the things. The boxes were opened one by one. Other than a few clothes, the rest were all books.
"Sister Zhao Ji, we can be together every day in the future.”
Cai Yan lightly hummed in agreement. Looking at her pure smile, she inexplicably shifted her gaze away with a guilty conscience.
"Sister Zhao Ji has so many books. You're really amazing.”
Diao Chan sighed and suddenly remembered something. She pulled Cai Yan and said,"Oh right, Sister Zhao Ji, my husband seems to need someone to help him paint. Sister's painting skills are so brilliant, can you help?”
"County…County Magistrate Lu hired someone to paint? What should I do?" Cai Yan asked in confusion.
"I don't know either. My husband must have a reason for doing things. Sister Zhao Ji, why are you calling my husband like that? You're treating him like an outsider. Just call him…hmm…what should I call him?”
Diao Chan poked her cheek with a finger. After a while, she couldn't think of how Cai Yan should address her husband. She shook her head in annoyance,""Speaking of which, my husband doesn't have a name yet. Why don't you help him get one?”
Cai Yan was startled. Only elders or close relatives can give people a surname. Don't talk nonsense.”
"Hehe, it's alright, we're just joking. What kind of name does big sister think husband can take?”
Cai Yan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said with a light smile,"If it's called Peng, then its name should be Chengfeng.”
……
Not long after, Lu Peng knew the name Cai Yan had given him. He nodded happily and said,"Very good, not bad. Then I'll be called Lu Peng and Lu Chengfeng from now on.”
Lu Chengfeng…tsk, there seemed to be a cameo in a certain wuxia novel with this name, right?
Diao Chan covered her mouth and chuckled,"Sister Zhao Ji might be very confused.”
"I'm fine." Lu Peng had never taken the strange rules of this era seriously. The name given by Cai Wenji, the talented lady of the ages, was not any better than the name given by Lu Kang, the old hooligan.
Lu Kang had once wanted to give him a nickname, but Lu Peng had rejected it on the spot. It was so unpleasant to hear.
"Oh right, husband, don't you need a painter? Sister Zhao Ji's drawing skills are superb.”
Cai Zhaoji also knew how to draw?
Lu Peng couldn't help but sigh. A talented woman was indeed a talented woman. Did she know everything?
He nodded and said,"Then ask her to help me draw something."”
After such a long time, the elementary school textbooks had been compiled. Lu Peng found a few people to try drawing illustrations, but the results were not satisfactory. In this era, people's paintings were all about the big layout, thick ink, heavy colors, and paying attention to the shape of the spirit. However, he wanted the painting to be exquisite, delicate, and realistic.
He didn't know if Cai Yan would be able to do it. If not, as a perfectionist, he would have to drag it out.
……
After Cai Yan received Diao Chan's book and Lu Peng's request, she first flipped through it with great interest.
The more he looked, the more surprised and puzzled he became.
This book…what exactly was it?
It was said that it was a book for children to learn, but why were there so many wonderful things in it that even he had never thought of it?
Why did the sun and moon rise and fall in a cycle? Wasn't this the natural Great Dao of Heaven and Earth? Could a child understand? Who could say why?
Why could kites fly in the sky? Because there was wind. What a strange question…
There were also some interesting stories that made her laugh.
There were also some poems that were philosophical and interesting: "The mountains are colored from afar, but the water is silent when you listen to it from afar. Spring has gone, flowers are still there, people come, birds are not frightened.”Some were full of compassion and exhortation: "Hoeing crops at noon, sweat dripping into the soil." Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard work.”
What made her most speechless and curious was this strange thing: " Two tigers, two tigers run fast, run fast. One has no tail, and the other has no ears. How strange…"
Cai Zhaoji really wanted to knock the author's head with the book and say angrily,""What are you writing!"
He was clearly talented, but he wrote such a strange thing. What was he thinking?
However, when she finished reading the entire book, she closed the book and pondered deeply. Suddenly, she had a hint of understanding in her heart.
This book completely abandoned the mainstream values of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith. It taught children to observe, understand, and think more. He was freed from the complicated ethics and used vivid stories to guide the child's thinking.
Cai Yan was instantly at a loss. She did not know if this kind of thing was good or bad. Years of education had taught her that this was a deviant, absurd, and strange thing. She could not help a tyrant.
However, she was obsessed with the story in the book and thought about those strange questions. She even heard a voice in her ear."Two tigers, two tigers run fast…"
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